Derrian could hear someone calling his name, but he felt like he
was in a deep fog that wouldn’t release its grip. He heard the voice again and tried to
respond, but he was just too exhausted.
When he heard the voice for a third time, he fought with all his might
to open his eyes. He could see the man
but couldn’t recognize the voice or face.
He scanned the room and locked eyes with a face he will always
recognize, the love of his life, Peaches; his parents, Robyn and Sid and his
sister Sydney. He was glad to see them
but couldn’t figure out why they were in his bedroom and who was this dude
talking to him? Wait a minute, he
thought to himself, this isn’t my bedroom and why is Sydney here, she lives in
New York? He opened his mouth to speak
but it felt like he had swallowed a broken coke bottle. He looked at his wife in confusion as if to
say “what’s going on?” but then the man came a little closer and said: Mr. Iwin, the surgery went well, I know you
may be a little groggy and your throat will probably hurt for the next day or
two so try not to say too much. The
surgery went well. I’ll leave so your
family can visit with you and check back in on you later today.”
Surgery, what surgery? All
of a sudden he felt the most excruciating pain in his back that he had ever
felt in his life, and then the memories came flooding back. He was in the hospital because of the back
surgery he finally agreed to have.
Peaches came to his side with tears running down her cheeks, she was
just so thankful that he was alive. His
mother didn’t make it any better. Between
the two of them kissing and crying on him he could barely breathe. Sid told them both that if they didn’t calm down
and give him room to breathe they might end calling a “code blue” from
suffocating him. Both women chuckled and
backed away. Sid walked over to his son
and told him he loved him and that everybody was praying for him. Darrien couldn’t speak and he couldn’t keep
his eyes open long enough to hold a conversation, but they didn’t care, they
were just glad to be in the same space with him. He didn’t understand why the room felt so
intense and couldn’t stay awake long enough to ask. As he dozed in and out of sleep each time he
was awakened, he saw a different group of people, some strangers prodding him,
taking his temp, blood pressure but he also heard someone reading a scripture, praying
or singing. As badly as he tried he couldn’t
stay awake long enough to join in so he yielded to the morphine each time it
called him.
Dr. Sanar came back around 5:00pm and though Darrien was alert he
was still a little groggy. The The back surgery was a success but his heart
stopped for no reason for three minutes while he was sedated. It is nothing short of a miracle that he is
alive and the entire 3rd floor is buzzing that he is awake and alert. Darrien managed to whisper and asked the
doctor if he could eat. Everyone in the
room laughed and his mother said: “that’s
my baby, he’s gonna be fine Dr. Sanar”.
The doctor said he could start out with something light like soup and
have a full meal tomorrow. Darrien then
asked the doctor if it would hurt if he tried to walk. Dr. Sanar told him walking wouldn’t interfere
with the healing process, but it would definitely hurt. Darrien motioned for his father and wife to
come closer and told them to help him up.
Dr. Sanar quickly interjected and asked if he could assist instead and Peaches conceded. When Darrien stood up he saw stars, moons and
spaceships as the pain shot through his body.
He wavered just a little but the doctor and the Father supported
him. Darrien managed a step and
whispered, “I thank you that you order my steps, Father.” He took two more steps and said: “Blessed is
the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly.” He took two more steps and said: “By His
stripes I am healed.” That was it, his
body was trembling so they half carried him back to the bed as he whispered: “No
weapon formed against me shall prosper”.
Well that was it for Peaches, Sid and Robyn. They went into shouts of praise and all of a
sudden the doctor threw up his hands and said “Glory!!!!!!!!, Hallelujah and he
leaped up and down”. Sydney almost
jumped out of her skin because she was standing right next to him. She couldn’t believe Dr. Sanar was leaping
for joy. All she could do was stand
there and cry in worship and adoration to their God for his unfailing love. doctor read the chart and repeated the same information from earlier that morning but this time Darrien was able to comprehend the conversation.
When
the room finally settled down, Dr. Sanar, got himself together and said: “Family, I gave you the hospital’s canned version
of what happened because the Chief of Staff our legal counsel advised me to,
but Holy Spirit will not let me be silent.
So against their I must tell you the full story because this may very
well be my last day at this hospital.
While you were on the table, you woke up in the middle of the
procedure. We are not sure how long you
were awake because the anesthesia completely restricts your muscles and the breathing
tube in your throat made it impossible for you to speak. Your heart failed as a result of the excruciating
pain you must have experienced. In a
matter of about 15 seconds I had to decide whether to take a chance at causing
you to be paralyzed by flipping you over to perform CPR (you were face down for
the surgery) or wait while my colleague tried to get the brand new defibrillator
to come on. I knew we were losing
valuable time, instinctively I snatched my mask off, knelt beside your gurney
and I cried out to God our Father as I have never done before. Two of my staff knelt opposite me and we
confessed and declared that you would not
die but live and declare the works of the Lord and we fought in the spirit
for you my brother. The rest of the
staff was in tears and disbelief as your heart started to beat normally again,
I wanted to dance out of my clothes like King David but I decided against
it. The anesthesiologist administered
more medication and when the coast was clear, we completed the surgery which
went flawless. Seeing you take your
first steps just now was more than I could take, I just had to give God glory
and tell you the real story.
The
emotions in that room were sky high to say the least. Dr. Sanar said his farewells but before he
left, Sydney handed him a business card.
He was shocked to see that she is the Director of Human Resources for
Bethlehem Memorial Hospital in New York, where he lived all of his life until a
few years ago when he relocated to California.
She had written her personal cell and email on the back and informed him
they currently have openings. He thanked
her and went on his way. After he left the room, Sydney who is fluent in Spanish said, do you all realize that SANAR means "TO HEAL" in Spanish. The family gave each other "the look" (as if, what in the world just happened in here) and they all started to laugh, that holy laugh, at the goodness of God and His unfailing provision.
Deacon
Wayne from their church arrived just in time with the homemade soup, rolls and
salad that his wife prepared. They
blessed the food and reminisced about the goodness of the Lord as they ate.
In
His Humble Excellence,
Tania
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